Uma crítica magoada a Ricardo Reis e a todos os defensores da vida platónica. A todos os que preferem sonhar a viver. Imaginar em vez de...

-Are you real? Are you still there? I couldn't find him anywhere He used to talk to me when I was alone But lately he never came home...

Dark. Cold. A restless whisper. Rain. Wind. The sound of winter.  Sitting on the sofa I find comfort near the fireplace It protects me...